There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 52
However, with the young lady's current state, it is already quite remarkable to be able to take care of her body in a month. How can she review piano, chess, calligraphy and painting again.

"Miss, you should rest for a few more days. Mr. Ling has been visiting you every day for the past few days, and his face is not as cold as before. I think you won't embarrass Miss too much." Xiao Liu persuaded.

"Read it." Yang Churuo said weakly, with his eyelids slightly closed, not sure if he was listening or falling asleep.

Helpless, Xiao Liu sighed softly, took out a book of poetry from the bookshelf, and read it out word by word carefully, with a light and sweet voice lingering in the private room.

Outside the house, Yi Shuchen looked at the bright first quarter moon in the sky with his hands behind his back, his gentle and slender figure was elongated by the moonlight, and he said casually, "Do you really want to use her to get the power you want?"

"She's a very good choice, isn't she?" Feng Ling stood side by side with him, looking at the bright moon as well, and said calmly, his face like a knife slicing ghosts and axes made people unable to help but sink.

However, Yi Shuchen smiled majestically, turned around, looked at Fengling's ice-cold and handsome face, which was so beautiful that it was not like ordinary people, and said firmly, "If this is the case, one day, you will regret it."

Fengling pursed his lips and sneered, and snorted coldly, "Regret? I, Fengling, never regret anything I do, no matter before or now." Zishan moved, and Fengling stepped away from the small courtyard, leaving a cold back.

Yi Shuchen slowly hid his smile, looked at his receding back, listened to the sound of Xiaoliu reciting poems in the room, and thought for no reason that a few days ago, Yang Churuo was soaked in the potion, his whole body was chained to death, and he endured life and death. The pain of rotting flesh, but he gritted his silver teeth tightly, even though the pain made his soul tremble, he still endured it stubbornly without saying a word.

She is obviously so weak, yet so strong. She has practiced medicine for many years, and this is the first time she has seen someone who can endure the pain of rotting flesh.Even though she almost lost her life, she still persisted stubbornly. What happened to her past?
How could he be injured so badly?How can there be multiple miscarriages in succession?There are too many stories about this woman.He couldn't lie to himself, he was really shocked by her stubborn eyes at that time.

He couldn't lie to himself, Feng Ling didn't care about her.

He has known Feng Ling for many years. He has always been cold and alone. It is impossible for him to waste eight years of true energy for an irrelevant woman, even if this person is an important pawn in her hands.

"Ahem..." Yi Shuchen suddenly coughed softly, and the banishment's face was a little pale, and he was clutching his heart, feeling weak for a while.

Feng Ling had consumed eight years of skill, and he had not consumed ten years of skill. I am afraid that even if he rested for three to two years, he would not be able to recover his skill.

Day by day, Yang Churuo was under the care of Doctor Yi, and her condition was quickly brought under control. Although her body was still wrapped in thick bandages, the skin on her body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Several talented masters taught her day and night , Soon, except for dancing, piano skills, and calligraphy and painting, which could not get up to practice, the master nodded in satisfaction. This woman's perseverance and talent are simply a genius that cannot be met in a hundred miles.

Because Yi Shuchen is kind and easy-going, gentle and elegant, he has taken care of Yang Churuo carefully for many days, and Yang Churuo and Xiaoliu Xiaohong have also become familiar with him.

In the blink of an eye, 23 days have passed in a month, and there are only seven days left. Yang Churuo couldn't help becoming more and more anxious.

(End of this chapter)